Episode 5: Marbella Mirage
Episode 5: Marbella Mirage The Costa del Sol shimmered under a golden sun. Waves lapped gently against the marina. Seagulls called. Champagne popped. And Sgt. Salty stepped onto the deck of the "Velvet Widow," a $30 million superyacht dressed like Bond, with a smirk that could melt granite. “Remind me why we’re here again?” Zinshed grunted, adjusting his white tux and holstering a mini-pistol inside his blazer. “Because the Spanish Minister of Finance is throwing a party for his not-so-legal friends,” Salty said. “And one of them is Katarina’s new supplier—goes by the name El Diablo Blanco .” “Let me guess,” Zinshed rolled his eyes, “he’s not a mariachi guitarist.” Delphine and Cherry were already mingling with the glitterati. Cherry rocked a red satin dress with a side slit that could cause traffic accidents. Delphine wore black, dangerous and elegant. They had eyes on the guest list. “You won’t believe this,” Cherry whispered into her mic. “The new villain’s not ...